Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

"Facility Manager, we have a visitor."

The old man, who was enjoying the flavour of tea, was heard and smiled with a smile.

"Were you a less than happy guest?

"... for me, yes"

"But don't put it on your face."

"... I'll be careful"

The old man drinks up tea and gets up.

I looked out the window as I headed to the reception room where there was only one in the facility.

Under a blue, clear sky that is rare for this time of year, children of all ages who can be counted with one hand run around the garden.

A little bit older than them, the kids are training to get a job in their hands.

Now what is the face of an intruder who has come to destroy such an idyllic day?

The old man laughs at the back of his throat, opening the door between the receptions.

"- We're out of time."

At a time when I just thought I was waiting for the old man without even sitting on the couch, a greeting flew in.

The old man tilts his neck inside, looking at his lowered head.

"Well, you don't seem familiar. We don't have the talent to identify people with whirl hair."

Relaxed and laughing, the old man sits back on the couch in front of the visitor.

A visitor smiled bitterly at the old man's words raised his face.

The old man's memory door opens.

"... were you alive? I thought Lord Sola had killed me."

Visitors deepen their bitterness and shake their heads loose.

It's just a rumor.

"Sounds like it. Because this is how you can see your face."

The old man smiles and looks back at the door.

I knew who the visitors were and wondered why they weren't welcome.

"So let me ask you what you've been up to for visiting this old man."

Visitors become serious as soon as possible and correct their residence. Still not sitting on the couch is a tribute to the old man or an expression of a humble heart?

Probably the former, the old man perceives from the air wrapped up by visitors.

Even the president of a major chamber of commerce who comes to the unacceptable trade talks of failure will never stand before an old man with such temper.

Because whatever your strength, you naturally insult an old man with a constant grin.

But the visitors obviously stand before them with a high regard for the strength of the old man.

That's why the old man showed the couch by hand before the visitor opened his mouth.

"It's not even like standing up, is it? Hang up."

"... excuse me"

It should be noted that the temper of visitors did not loosen, even if he was frustrated with his nose.

The old man put his hands together loosely and created an attitude of listening.

A visitor cuts out the story.

"I'd like to get in touch with Chairman Ike."

The old man closes his lid after being given an unexpected name.

"He's in hiding. I hear Sir Sola moved behind the scene of a cloth disturbance. Since then, he has been a good citizen fearful of monstrous talk and dolls"

"... what happened?

"Well, he doesn't want to talk either."

The old man, laughing at a visitor who looks suspicious, drops one sigh.

"Sure, it will only frighten you if you visit Chairman Ike. We can't even make them meet..."

The old man forces words he doesn't want to say onto his tongue and squeals.

"There are rumors of intelligence agents coming in from other countries. Let me ask you what you're going to talk to the Chairman of the Ike Chamber of Commerce."

To the lid, a visitor looked out the window.

"Orphanages and vocational training centers, I am Count Kleinsert territory - excuse me, was it now Count Sola territory, when I was on this land there was nothing like this"

Even so, one old man smiles.

Both the orphanage and the vocational training center were dreamed up and created by their beloved daughter, whom they raised with care. It's a proud treasure for the old man.

Visitors glare and narrow their eyes, staring at the distance.

"I'm going to build something that I took away and destroyed again when there was no orphanage or vocational training center"

The southern part of Count Sola's territory, which separates the sea, is home to an archipelago.

Formed on a number of islands, large and small, it is called the Orsk Islands and produces complex currents in the waters of Count Sola.

In one such Orsk archipelago, the young man raised a boat.

Take charge of the ship and climb the sandy beach, unloading it by the red pine, which serves as a windproof forest.

A peek into the fish cage held on his shoulder, the young man looked up into the sky.

It's a life I can't afford.

Towns and villages on the continent, such as Crossport, have begun to gain dizziness and economic strength, gradually but surely prices are rising.

There is no doubt that it is thanks to Count Sola, the new lord, and the youth have seen people enriched by Count Sola's arms.

But the people of the island who take fish and live have little benefit from Count Sola.

For the islanders, who had no industry and no specialties, rising prices were nothing more than eating economical abandonment.

There was vague anxiety about the future, but the reassurance that if you take fish, you won't only be hungry, blunts your mind.

When the youth tried to walk out to the village behind the island,

- I found it.

From behind the red pine forest, he was called out.

To an unfamiliar voice, the youth remain vigilant and low in center of gravity.

"Who?

When a young man goes to the Red Pine Forest, the Lord of the Voice appears.

A young man and a girl of the same age. My eyes give the impression that my eyes are cheerful. Even though he could not be described as beautiful, the young man learned wonder and nostalgia in his neat face.

The girl shifts her gaze to the continent after stopping her eyes in a fish cage held by a young man.

"Speaking of which, I was wondering if you promised to teach me how to fish. We'll just have to put it behind us."

On the shady side, the memories of the youth are evoked. When the name came up, it disappeared and did not take shape.

"You seem to have forgotten. I can't even... Well, no. I want to talk to the village chief on this island. Help me."

"You're first to name it. Who, you?"

"Sinner, I guess. Something to do with you, too."

At that moment, the girl's name came up firmly in shape behind the young man's brain.

The young man looks to surprise.

The girl laughed like she was in trouble.

"When I'm remembered as a sinner, I have trouble reacting."

"... Now, what can I do for you?

The young man lifted his guard and put the fish cage down on the sandy beach to sit down.

Anyway, the girl's story is set to be long.

But the girl answered concisely.

"To redeem sin"

The young man frowned and looked up at the sky with his shoulders to further emphasize the girl's answer.

"I wonder if you've become a little feminine, but you haven't healed the personality that needs to change the most."

"It won't change. A change in character doesn't make sin disappear."

"Changing there would have made it easier to live. It could be each other."

The sky the youth looked up to, the sun hid in the clouds.

A shadow falls on the young man's face.

The young man, who turned his gaze back on the girl, opened his mouth.

"How are you going to redeem me?"

"First of all, I have money and a track record. To that end, there are goods."

"Are you serious? It was fun then, but I'm not sure I'll enjoy it now."

The young man laughs bitterly as he spares the sight of coming inside his chest.

But when I saw what the girl had taken out of her nostalgia, I struck out the bitter laughter.

"Hey, could that be pine dew?

Why, at this time of summer and near, the girl shakes her head, pushing with one hand the young man who tried to ask.

"This is potatoes, a kind of potato. I found it on my journey and have learned how to grow it. I was going to make it one of the products."

The girl judges her skirt and lowers her back to the sandy beach.

"The truth is, I've also been learning how to make salt that removes bites. I didn't think they were gonna crush one of the hand tags before we started."

"Is that it? On the mainland, Mr. Sola is starting to teach."

"In more detail, Lulu and Sania are coaching. So, there are three bills I can offer right now, how to grow this potato and how to generate pine dew, the other is later because it's quicker to show the real thing"

A girl rolls potatoes over the beach.

Youth take potatoes and observe them from various angles.

"Pine dew is what pine makes, right?

"Those are mushrooms. Can be harvested in spring and fall. I've been told that this island is the best fit for conditions."

The girl looked around at the sandy beach and the red pine grove and murmured, as rumored.

Youth place potatoes on the beach.

"Are you going to start at the restaurant, too?

"Your Answer"

To the girl's short reply, the young man shook his head.

"Where, how? What about the funds? What about the investors? I can't possibly run this potato, pine dew, and about the fish ingredients I take later. How do you procure the other ingredients?

"I'm contacting the chairman of the Ike Chamber of Commerce, so most of it will be resolved."

"The Ike Chamber of Commerce is a business of wholesale cloth. Besides, Master Sola crushed me, and now there's no sign of it."

I don't talk, the young man sighs.

But the girl smiled for the first time.

"Do you know that an orphanage and vocational training center have been set up?

The youth also heard rumors of the wind.

A pedestrian talked with fear and excitement that silver coins were dancing on a considerable scale behind them and that battles were going on that beat each other on gold.

The girl opens her mouth.

"The Ike Chamber of Commerce is having its employees rehired by the Woodora Chamber of Commerce and its trading partners when it dissolves. Ike has a meeting with the head of those chambers."

Speaking of which, the youth recalls rumours of the time.

Few voices were heard accusing Chairman Ike of suddenly closing the store.

Bad hands as a manager, but so much so that some spared that their personality as managers was real.

"Ike himself also teaches calculations at vocational training centers. It was home to the Zira Federation of Chambers of Commerce, a facility run by Zira's town officials."

"Do you use handouts?"

The youth turned their thoughts around.

Even if you live on the island like this, you'll just have a feeling of anxiety wandering the invisible trails of the exit.

Besides, there are sins that should also be redeemed for the youth.

"... I was a lot more of a kid back then."

Mocking himself at his past self, the youth stood up and sanded.

"I didn't even know what I escaped from. By the time I found out, I didn't know what to do too late for everything."

The young man offered the girl one hand.

"I'll work with you. I want to see the others."